Waking up I looked around the room I had found myself in. I could tell from the sheets that this bed wasn't my bed. Too soft. The mattress practically molded around my body. It was an interesting predicament.

Was I dreaming? There was an easy way to find out. I will a weapon to appear in my hands. A gun more specifically.

Error. The gamer does not have that power.

I blinked as the robotic voice drilled itself into my skull like it owned the place. I could deduce what had probably happened but if it happened why had I not got to choose where I went nor spin the wheel of perks and traits.

Had fanfiction lied to me?

It seemed to be the case. Now to find out where I was and what place I had been dropped into.

Status

Name: Lena Luthor

Level:1

Class:

Age: 5

HP: 60

MP: Locked.

STR: 8

END:6

DEX:3

INT:170

WIS:43

CHA:25

Perks.

Gamers Mind.

Immunity to all mental attacks whether its mind control or mind reading. Has a small dampening affect on the users emotions. But only in really stressful situations.

Gamers Body.

Your body will act as that of a video game character but slightly grounded into reality. You'll still need to eat, drink, and sleep, but sleeping in comfort will fully restore HP MP while sleeping on the hard floor will only restore a quarter of that.

Skills:

Observe: Peer into the truth of the universe. So long as you are within 100 levels of anybody you will be able to see information about them.

I tilted my head to the side my long black hair falling into my face. I pushed it back while I stared at the status screen for a moment. Those stats seemed oddly skewed. Was that normal?

The average Human has 10 in each stat. Peak Human is 100.

So I was 17 times smarter than the average human that didn't seem right. Still considering I was in a version of DC It didn't really seem like something to worry about. No. What I was going to do was milk this for all its worth.

And it all started with me finding some way to access my magic stat. Being a squishy human was all well and good in a world that was normal. But DC was not normal and I couldn't take the chance that I was in one of the worlds that went wrong.

Or even worse being in part of the Dark Multiverse. Yeah, best not to even think about that and find some way to become something that wasn't canon fodder to the Gods that roamed the planet.

There was a knock on the door.

"Can I come in?" The voice was soothing. Quiet but loud enough to be heard clearly.

"Yes."

The door swung open and in strolled what I had to term was some form of a maid. She certainly dressed the part. A bonnet on her head and a silky black uniform that looked like it cost more than I made in a year in my old life. Blonde hair fell down her back in waves and the way the uniform clung to her I could see she was in very good shape. She could have been a famous model in my old world she certainly had the model-worthy looks to fit the role as well as the height.

I suppose this was a rich life for me now. There were some ups I supposed even If I did end up in a crazy world at least I would have the money to taste all those delicious foods and jet across the world.

Still, a part of me wished I had been placed in a weaker starting world. You know to get my feet under me.

"My lady are you feeling well should I get your mother." I blinked at the sincerity in the woman's tone. She must really like her job. Still, while I was unsure what universe I was in and I would have to meet her eventually at the moment I was perfectly fine putting it off.

I couldn't help but mentally cross my fingers as I hoped for a world that didn't have a crazy overpowered superman.

Fat chance I know but a girl could hope and pray a little. Maybe it was all good and I was in one of the animated tv series or some of the movies that would be good. Shattering mountains was much better than being able to break planets and crossing universes in seconds.

"No, I'm good really."

"You seem to be getting more lost in your head my lady. I do worry for you." She leaned forward as she said this into a strange sort of slight bow her arms held behind her and her eyes glimmered.

I tilted my head back another part of me dearly wanted to just snuggle into the warm bed that I had woke up in and never get up again. Fuck. This bed was going to play havoc on my sleep schedule. There was a reason I had one of those hard mattresses it made it easier to get up in the morning and not sleep in until noon or even later.

"Are you sure your alright do you wish to postpone our morning game of chess. You know how important it is to work your magnificent mind. You're going to do so many good things for the world."

I tilted my head backward before throwing the covers off me I was clothed in a silky blue T-shirt and pants attire. It all seemed so fine and way above what I was used to as a 9-5 office worker.

The maid stepped back and something told me her name was Heidi. But. I hit her with observe anyway.

Name: Heidi Ericsson

Title: Lena Luthors Personal Attendant

Level: 25

Race: Human

STR:78

END:73
DEX:89
INT:45
WIS:56
CHA:72

Bio: Chosen by Lena personally to be her maid. Has been put through strict training and was top of her class in maid school.

I blinked slowly she had more wisdom than I did and her attributes were really high I mean she looked really athletic but she was a maid. Damn. She probably doubled as a bodyguard as well. It was looking that way with her being so much better than the average human.

A part of me pondered just how strong she was. She was after all significantly stronger than the average human at least in stats. Was she perhaps spying on me? Where had that thought come from?

The thought bounced around my head and I could see it occurring. She could easily be coaxed into revealing anything that I knew to my family.

Still, perhaps I was just being paranoid. I was 5 what could people want to spy on me for if not my own protection.

This is where i stopped writing.